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tyler – meds كلمات اغاني

(intro)
yeah, yeah, ha, yeah
king swisher radio
raccoonz

(verse: 279tyler)
he was hating now he on his dead sh_t
i’m on my stay clear from the feds sh_t
[?] us im a leave him red sh_t
punk sh_t, on my whole lotta red sh_t
i’m with it, so you don’t wanna test it
opp wanna xan i’m finna press it
press that b_tch up with the fenty
look up at my bag yeah that bag from fendi
what i make up in a day?
what i make up in a day yeah thats your rent man
what i got up in my hand?
what i got up in my hand thats a bunch of dead man
he be snitching yeah
he be snitching yeah working for the feds man
i be selling all them xans
i be off of thе xan they call me the mеd man

(verse 2: nautika may)
we gone get the packs run it up as fast as we can
i know you can’t understand cause you a little man
pockets be so full when i step out do the money dance
yeah, i dont need friends, and i’m rocking vlone shoutout to my twin
keep on talking sh_t then you just gone get hit again
tryna run off with my bag gone get left in the wind
if you try and run that way they just might spray again, uh
and i got that big that b_tch came and went
i ain’t get her that and that b_tch had a fit
zaza give me wings now im a pegasus
plug in with me if you tryna win and sh_t
its just gang and me you need a membership, uh
if i get a mac i’ll need a double clip
your b_tch gone bust it open do banana splits
if there’s any obstacle i think i’ll handle it
get in the way and get [?]
[?]
(verse 3: dici)
yeah, we gone slide, we gone f_ck sh_t up
i just popped my last 30 i can’t f_ck sh_t now
tyler grippin’ on that .30 we gone f_ck sh_t up
we gone fire down your block and we gone bow bow bow bow
don’t do that talking we can get into that quick, yeah
call up nautika, call up tyler, they gone slide
call up my lil guys, yeah yeah they gone ride
put some money on your lil head yeah yeah you finna die
swear you got money, swear you got racks, haha why you lie?
light your block up yeah like the fourth of july
leave your white shirt red like some tie die
put some wings on your ass you a fly guy, haha

(verse 4: glawkie)
there’s not sh_t you can tell me, hoe
ain’t no sh_t you can tell me, yeah
i don’t think that n_gga ready, yeah
i can’t make that b_tch steady, yeah
popping this sh_t like confetti, yeah
yeah, popping this sh_t like confetti
i don’t think that n_gga ready, yeah
she is not ready, stick on my hip, yeah making them dance
i got a b_tch and she [?] all on my [?] fly her to france

(verse 5: day)
guap in my hands and you know it
bad lil b_tch and she throw it
that n_gga got mad he ain’t notice
n_ggas wanna talk you ain’t poking n0body
bad b_tch wanna f_ck now she touching on my body
n_gga give it up you ain’t fighting n0body
why you getting mad lil n_gga?
taking b_tches is my hobby, sorry not sorry
why these n_ggas tryna be me? don’t do what i do
if a n_gga try and test me end up on the news
gotta check my phone got my shawty sending me some nudes
yeah i do what i wanna do so you gotta move

- tyler

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